The Pain in Spain Stays Mainly in the Butt

Finally we arrived in Madrid and found a small student hostel near the University. We watched the religious processions and parades and joined the crowds cheering when the gilt Madonna and Child were carried on the shoulder of men who were as big as oxen.

Laura and Coco met some German students in the pension and they arranged a trip to the famous Madrid Zoo-Aquarium. At least that's what they said, but knowing those two they were probably being fucked by them in the monkey house while the monkeys cheered them on.

I'd wanted to go to the Del Prado Museum where some of the greatest artistic treasures in the world are on display. I asked Gabby if she like to go and she agreed to accompany me. She seemed to be in a good mood and I welcomed that. She was also very feminine that morning, her hair was freshly washed, her outfit was tight and her curves were on display. In her feminine mood I figured she might be more compliant and not boss me around.

Of course I'd hardly forgotten what she'd put me through but I must admit I did learn something from the experience. I know what it feels like to be penetrated by a cock, even a monster cock. I know what it's like to feel the pain of being impaled and the uncontrollable feeling as pleasure take over the pain. I know what the ladies feel when a guy fucks them. I understand that element of defenseless created by the act of penetration, when hot flesh pounds its way inside your body and the mixture of pleasure and the acceptance of being totally dominated takes place. I think know now what it's like to be a woman.

There was light rain that morning so we took umbrellas and set out for the museum, a short walk from the youth hostel. The exhibits there included The Garden of Earthly Delights ( favorite), The Naked Maja, Goya's Saturn Devouring, and many others.The two of us wandered through the endless museum rooms and after a few hours our eyes were so satiated that we decided to call it a day.

It was still early in the afternoon so we stopped at a Tapas bar for a light snack. The weather had turned cool and chilly, probably due to the rain early in the morning but the city looked clean and the stucco facades were darker from the rain and stood out in strong relief from the bright blue sky. We ordered Spanish brandy to warm us. The tapas were quite good, an assortment of seafood including scallops in a white sauce speckled with green herbs in their shells on a metal hot plate but being early for dinner we only ate a few with a glass of beer.

When we left the bar, we passed a small grocery and I bought a bottle of Polish Vodka and a quart of sweet red grape juice. Being tired from the long walk we headed back to the pension. I wasn't surprised that the other girls were still gone.

When we arrive, I invited Gabby up to my room. I'm not a vindictive person but I must admit I had the idea of getting her drunk so I might have some revenge on her.

"Those Tapas were a bit salty, I need something to drink," said Gabriella.

"Here, Gabby, did you ever try this. I offered her a tall glass of grape juice which contained about half a glass of tasteless vodka."

Ok, I'm a bastard but I owed Gabriella for what she had put me though that night at the Las Lunas inn. Ok, I guess I am a bit vindictive. Naturally I didn't tell her how much vodka was in the glass. She downed the sweet drink in one thirsty gulp and asked for more,

"This is an American drink?"

"Oh yeah, all the college girls love it."

"Could I have another, it is quite refreshing but is it hot in here?"

"Yes, I'll open the window," I poured her the same amount and her half glass disappeared almost immediately."

"If you are hot, take off some clothes "

"Oh Mr. Dave, I know what you are trying to do," and then she burped. "But Mr. Dave," as she threw her blouse cross the room, "I feel very fem today, maybe we should celebrate?"

I knew she was high, she never called me 'Mr. Dave' before. I knew I had to get to her before she passed out and while she was still agreeable.

I pulled off her panties and not wanting to waste time I reached behind her to unhook her brassier. Her full ripe breast bounded forward freed from the garments capture like melon balls. They were large gorgeous full breasts with small tight nipples and I wasted no time in kissing and sucking them. Gabriella seemed to be enjoying it, she pulled her mini skirt up over her belly,

"Fuck me Mr. Dave. Fuck me now. I want your baby dick inside me. I feel so much a girl today."

I don't know why she kept calling me Mr. Dave, and I didn't appreciate the baby dick comment, I was going to show her it wasn't a baby. But I knew not to hesitate, her vagina was wet to the touch, I quickly got out of my pants and underwear, I didn't have time to take off my socks nor my t-shirt. My cock was thinking faster and was fully erect, she lifted he thighs and we came together, my dick filling her right up. I began to make love to her but I slowed down whenever I came close to letting go.

She became impatient,

"Oh Mr. Dave, It isn't a monster cock but it isn't a baby cock either," and she giggled. It is a very nice cock Mr. Dave. I need you, cum inside me, please."

"I will Gabby, don't rush me."

I pulled my turgid cock out of her very tight vagina that made the noise of a cork being pulled out of wine bottle and I rolled her over.

My dick was wet from her vagina but just to be sure I parted her ass cheeks and spit between the,

"What you doing Mr. Dave, what..."

And before she could say anymore I was jamming my cock into her tight pink ass hole, it was a tough fight to get it inside but the tightness of her ass hole and her squealing got me so excited I couldn't control it any longer and I came in a floury.

I paused as the torrent of cum filled her tight rectum.

"Oh Mr. Dave, what, oh my God, you are coming in my ass, oh, oh..."

I was still hard and her ass hole was so tight, it took some effort to extract myself with her whimpering and saying,

"Oh, Mr. Dave, you fucked me and butt fucked me and oh Mr. Dave, now you own me, my cunt, my tits, my ass is yours forever."

And with that she slipped off into somber.

I laid her back and covered her with a sheet and a thin blanket.

Then I noticed my dick was still dripping. I leaned over her head and parted her lips, she opened reflexively and I pushed my cock inside her.

She awoke slightly enough to say

"Oh Mr. Dave, that no taste so good."

"You are very sweet when you are drunk Gabby. Stay that way!"

Of course that was what I expected, I knew my cock was dirty. That was part of the pay back, especial the next day if I recounted our fun time to the other two girls.

I pulled my dick out of her mouth out and left her to rest. I figured I'd gotten her back for what she did to my ass but in my heart of hearts I hoped maybe someday she'd do me again. That night she worked me over was a masturbatory dream, a true educational experience, as she'd said.

I went down to the corner coffee bar downstairs. The place was filled with customers. I ordered an espresso and a brandy. A long dirty blonde stringy haired woman approached me. She spoke broken English and started to tell me she was married to an American serviceman in the Air Force base stationed nearby.

I nodded but said nothing.

She pressed closer to me her breast pushed up against my chest and she grabbed my hand and her hip bounced against my cock.

Her voice was low, kind of sexy, she asked,

"You wanna fucky-fucky? Fifty dollar."

I looked at her, she was probably in her mid 30's , her dyed hair was split down the middle with a small bow off to one side, she still some traces of facial ache, her lips were thick and covered with red lip stick, she was thin but her breasts were full and her cleavage was ripe.

"Not today darling," I answered, "I'm all fucked out."

I finished my drinks and left the bar.

That whore encounter was the perfect end of the day, and I felt a degree of pity for the woman and I thought of Gabriella probably sleeping it off upstairs. Would I embarrass her in front of her friends? No, I would not do to her what she'd done to me and maybe for her that would be as she said, 'an educational experience.' I never mentioned a word of our hasty sexual encounter to the others.

Then as quickly as it started, the vacation was over. The four of us drove north and I left them off several miles into France at the junction where I headed east along the coast. Each of them kissed me goodbye and Gabriela put her tongue in my mouth and grabbed my cock for the last time as she whispered in my ear,

"Thank you Mr. Dave and don't forget, you own my ass."

THE END